You will not pass

April 23, 2015

A thousand trees could have shriveled

A million rain drops could have dropped

A hundred days could have passed

But I have not forgotten the sound of your voice

I have not forgotten the comfort of your embrace

I have not forgotten the silence that had always spoken

A hundred days can pass

And surely they will

A thousand days can pass

And surely they will

A million days can pass

And surely they will

But no matter how much time passes

You will never pass

Because

You are an engraved compass within me

And you will always lead me back home

-m.c.-

I won't forget you.

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